Years alone, by myself, have left me cold
Left me broken, bitter and getting old
I used to wonder if my heart could love
And attain the closeness that I dreamed of
Prickly and razor sharp as a knife
My heart had become due to fear and strife
Leaving gashes on those who even tried
To comfort me as I sat and I cried
Then there was you, who’d been broken before
Knowing the pain and, yes, knowing the score
You found me when I was hurt and afraid
And realized the pain that was once laid
Open wounds bleeding is what you now see
Realize the power you have o’er me
I see you crying behind those dry eyes
I see you gazing up into the skies
I know you hurt even when you smile
And I know that love might take a while
I am as patient as a man can be
Someone like you, rarely loves one like me
And, my dear, you should know that I do know
I’d be a fool to ever let you go
But, sometimes I fear you’ll never break free
And your eyes won’t see what I need them to see
Fear that you’ll never love or trust again
Or move your heart back to where it had been
Open eyes crying is how you now see
Please remember I’m not them, I’m me
I could ask you to stop letting hurt reign
I could ask you to bury all your pain
But, I know willpower won’t do much more
Than cocktail ‘brellas do for strong downpours
So, I choose to sit and wait and love you
And pray that your love will someday shine through
Oh, even though those days may not arrive
I’ll be there to help you to reach and strive
For I know at least this much remains true
I do not love you for what you can do
For thoughts you express or things that you say
In fact, I know why I love you this day
An open heart, once blinded, can now see
Because you chose to take a chance on me
((September 28th,2010))
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem